Thursday morning...

My post titles are pretty lame these days ;) So for those of you who haven't heard (who are interested) CINDY IS OUT OF THE HOSPITAL!!! I'm seriously dumbfounded she is doing as well as she is. I had never heard of someone being as bad as she was even recovering, so this is just over the top. She's on oxygen still at home, but she's no longer contagious, and Jonathan and Cody are healthy, so it's a green light on people coming around them now, which is awesome, seeing as how I won't be able to much of anything for the next while. My mom has been able to be there most of the time helping, which she has been so glad to do, but it will be good for her to have some other people pick up some of the slack over the next few days.

As for me, I still have no idea what I am going to do tomorrow. Bryan was worse yesterday than he has been. I am confident now for sure it isn't swine flu, just bronchitis...maybe bordering on pneumonia..maybe. But he finally caved last night and let me grab our home teachers to give him a blessing. Blessings are always somewhat ambiguous, but this is the first one he's had in two years that didn't tell him it was his time to suffer...it actually said he should be able to get better (it just didn't say when) from this little illness, so that's something :) He went to the dr. day before yesterday, and the doc wasn't worried at all about the baby, just said to wear a mask, but I don't know. He also said Bryan was fine and laughed when Bryan asked if it could be swine flu. Stupid instacare doctors. They get your panties all in a knot, telling you to be careful and isolate yourselves when it comes to this disease, but when you actually have a pretty good chance that you've contracted it, they treat you like a hypochondriac. Whatever. If they knew how many teeth I had to pull to even get him to go in...grrr.... We'll see how he's doing this morning.

I have a dr. appointment this afternoon I refused to cancel out of sheer rebellion (he told me I would have the baby by now, no question) so I'm going to see if I can squeeze an opinion out of him.

The biggest factor at this point in NOT waiting, is this stupid house. We were supposed to close in March...yes, you heard right, March. But through a series of highly unfortunate events, including but not limited to one of the banks we were getting financing through going bankrupt and being investigated for fraud, we still haven't closed. So, here we are, at the end of September. We have to close by the 30th, or new rules go into play which could cause us even more problems potentially, plus a lot more blah blah blah, AND we got a cancellation on our homeowners' insurance because the bank told them we were closing by the first part of September. We didn't obviously, so if we don't close by the 1st, no insurance. With my luck, we'll have an earthquake on the 2nd, so that would kinda stink to lose a house that's technically not even ours yet. So right now, the bank wants to close Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday (they like keeping their options open) so if I have the baby after Friday, I won't be home.

AND...Bryan, so far, has already missed 3 days of work because of this sickness he has. I was stressed about him taking 1 day off for the baby, which now looks like is inevitable, and here he's already missed 3...plus whenever we close, PLUS the baby. He has the time, but it seriously gives me and him major gas whenever he has to miss. At least if we went in tomorrow to have the baby, it would maybe hopefully only be one day for that, and a half a day for the closing or less. I just don't know...stupid stupidness anyway. Are your lives this complicated??? Not that I'd wish this on anyone, but I kind of hope so because I'm starting to feel a little picked on here ;)

For now, I'm going to try to get my house back in order. Jonathan goes home this morning, so I should be able to get a better handle on things after that. He is such a sweetie, but him and Asher are...wow. I thought I had to watch my other kids close. Those two have a knack for trouble :) My favorite moment was yesterday during lunch. They were all eating having a great old time...I stepped into the kitchen which, hello...it's right there, when I realized it had been about 30 seconds of quiet. I scooted back into the dining room to find Asher pouring Shadeau's water into her food, and Jonathan squishing it all over the floor with his fingers...leaving me with a soggy dog food mess that looked more like something a giant animal left behind. Ugh. Good times :)

Thanks for all the kind well wishes by the way. We really are fine...and this time in a month (none of this could go on more than a month, right???), it will all be a happy memory. I can do anything for another month, right ;)